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[socksracoon10]

Pirate

Pairing: Will Turner x F!Reader, Jack Sparrow x F!Reader (Platonic) Read The Second Part: Not Just A Pirate

That imbecile had left you with Barbossa, and the thought of having to deal with his monkey's stupid chattering had nearly driven you to madness. Seizing any opportunity available, you had found yourself a small boat and began your search for Sparrow. You weren't expecting much from him, considering you were technically a part of his crew - the rest were with Barbossa. Not that it made any difference, though, because at the moment you were without a captain and unfortunately in the eyes of a few redcoats who eyed you, warily. They drew their rifles closer to themselves, marching over with some fire in their eyes.

"Oh, curse me," You muttered underneath your breath, throwing your hat into the water below, before carefully stepping onto a dock. Your foot dangled helplessly onto the boat, almost causing you to lose your balance. Gesturing for a soldier to come help you, you grabbed hold of his arm and hoisted yourself up onto the wooden platforms and sighed in relief, thanking them with false kindness.

"Enough, enough," One of them grumbled, rolling his eyes. He sneezed, the droplets of his mucus flying past you as you cringed at the sight. Despite being a pirate, you still had at least a little bit of hygiene left in you during your days as a "proper" lady. "What brings a girl like you to Port Royal, especially in that poor excuse of a boat?"

You followed the soldier's fingers to the vessel, noticing the way a few splinters poked out from the oars. It was a ghastly sight and a miracle that it had managed to take you this far without sinking. Shaking your head, you came up with the best excuse you could think of,

"I was robbed by a pirate. I was hoping at least one of you would show some mercy and help me find that treacherous man." 

"Was it Jack Sparrow?" Another soldier chimed in, his voice so delicate as he uttered the name.

"Precisely!" You whispered, excitedly as you wriggled your eyebrows, "Have you seen him lurking about here? I ought to give him a piece of mind!"

"Now, now, listen here, you don't have to do anything," The third soldier cried out with an exasperated sigh, "As misfortunate as your encounter with Sparrow must be, I implore you to go find yourself an inn for the time being." He had this air of haughtiness in his voice, one that made your frown deepen into a snarl. Biting the inside of your cheek, you pushed any emerging ill comments at him down to your boots and merely nodded your head in response.

Pushing past the soldiers, you trailed up the staircase to the cobbled streets of Port Royal and found a group of more soldiers running down the streets from The Governor's quarters. Frowning, your faintly heard the mention of Jack Sparrow among one of the redcoats that passed by you and you instantly figured out what was going on.

Crossing through an alley, you found a familiar set of beads dangling from an individual's head, hiding behind a wagon; he occasionally lifted his head to peer for any danger, unaware of your presence behind him.

"AHEM," You crossed your arms, glaring at him. Either he was ignoring you on purpose, or he was incredibly deaf and stupid. Rolling your eyes, you slapped the back of his head and watched him hurl into the wagon with a yelp of pain. He turned around on his heels, swiftly, narrowing his eyes for a moment to scan your face. Upon recognition, he grinned and held his hands up in the air,

"(Y/N)! Sweetheart, what are you doing here?" He exclaimed, holding onto your hands. You wriggled out of his grasps, before slapping him across his face, sharply.

"You moron! You left me aboard Barbossa's ship! After everything we've been through, I thought you were a brother to me! Family! You've decided to lurk about and be the prying little-"

"Whoa... now, love, we don't have much time to listen to your usual rants, do we?" Jack interjected your thoughts, raising a finger up. He swayed towards you, looking over your shoulder to ensure that there were no redcoats nearby. His eyes then glanced back towards you, "Listen, I think we should split ways and then meet up back at the docks. What do ya say?"

"I say no," You hiss, "I don't trust your words. We go together, or I'll throw you to the soldiers myself!"

"Darlin', you're a pirate too. You're only doing yourself a disservice here," Jack scoffed, and you clutched onto his collar,

"Try me. You cross me one more time, I won't care if you're my captain or like a brother to me, I shall drive my sword through your head and watch you scream for mercy." You threatened him, before shoving him off. Jack dusted his coat, creasing out the new wrinkles you caused with what he assumed was an indifferent expression on his face - he couldn't hide the slight fear your words caused him. 

As you extended your hand out for Jack to accept, the thunderous footsteps of the redcoats just around the corner caused you both to pick your feet up and run. Jack had hopped over among the roofs, and you had run inside a blacksmith's keep. Grabbing a sword from the sleeping blacksmith, you were set to head back out when you had noticed a shadow emerge from the other side of the door. 

"Oh, bollocks," You whisper, in a panicked tone, leaping behind a wooden table somewhere far enough for cover. You heard the footsteps of someone patter across the room, shifting through some equipment before they loudly whispered,

"Not where I left you..." 

Ah, so it was a man. And judging by the sound of his voice, he was pretty young. You peered, carefully, from the table and noticed his ponytail, and his well-fitted yet a bit dirty clothes. He wasn't bad-looking, surprisingly. He tapped his foot, impatiently, before drawing out his own sword and turned to your hiding spot. Sighing in defeat, you stood up from the cramped place and stretched your arms with a lazy yawn, stalking over to him.

"You're a pirate," He spat, his sword dragging up and down the air as he gestured at you.

"I'm also a lady. Now, this can go two ways. Either you let me go and I find myself back to Jack Sparrow, or I kill you... and find myself back to Jack Sparrow." You reasoned, forcing a smile at him as you made your way to the exit. Within seconds, you felt the tip of the blade against your chin, turning your head to face him. He had a deathly glare on his face but his eyes spoke of something else. Seeing that there was no way out of this without blood being shed, you raised an eyebrow,

"Come now, love, must there be hostility? Fine then, have it your way." You spat, before dragging your sword and jabbing it towards his stomach. He deflected my attack, and swung his sword around towards your neck. Dodging backwards, you lunged forward and elbowed his gut before parrying the thrust of his sword. He fell back for a moment, catching his breath as he shook his head,

"That's cheating." He breathed out between pants.

"Well, that's life, and now help a lady out and let her escape." You snickered, prying his fingers off his sword.

"Ah, but that's where you're mistaken... you're a pirate." The young man smirked, and the front door swung open with Jack at the hands of the redcoats, a sheepish look attached to his stupid face. Glancing back to the now standing young man, you found yourself handcuffed and dragged off with Jack besides you. 

William didn't fail to notice your menacing glare as you were taken away and he let out a proud smirk at the sight. And yet, something felt wrong. In all the years as a blacksmith's apprentice, nothing had excited him as much as this encounter had. He turned to the burning furnace, his thoughts fixated on seeing you.

For one more time, at least.

[daizy-chain-4-satan]

dawg i am still so peeved at my ex for not giving me my shit back. ive given up atp but bro !!!! you basically stole/lost my fave book because you were to much of a selfish pos to actually care to find it and give it back!! bsfr

[thatcreepydoll]

so basically, we’re gonna have to go all the way back to march of this year. we’re gonna call him stalker for obvious reasons. so stalled told me he actually started liking me in march but didn’t confess until may during the last week of school. now stalker had already liked my best friend, razzle dazzle. razzle had politely rejected him and that was that. he kinda vibed with us coz stalker sat with me, razzle dazzle and apple vendor in english last year. in may we somehow got on the topic of crushes with the girls in front of us coz we were all buddies and i asked him if he still liked razzle dazzle and he confessed and said that he liked me. funny think is the girls in front of us were shipping us too so that was silly goofy.

but anyways summer break roles around and i don’t let it bother me. i’m thinking he’s gonna get over me and life will be good. but at the open house day i run into him. his face goes bright red, he stops in his tracks and just stares. like this kid has a staring problem and you will see that later on as we progress.

fire day of school arrived and i have no classes with him. i’m kinda upset coz we were still sorta friends but also it was kind of relieving in a sense because knowing someone likes you and being in the same room with super awkward. but anyways i was still like “oh he’s gonna get over me and we can just chill as friends” because i had no feelings for him at all. he’s just not my type. i give him my number so we can chat and stuff and we do have fairly normal and good conversations. also when i have him my number, he was WAY too excited. like more excited than someone getting a number than one should be but anyways. now his texting style is super weird. he’s a history buff and is super nerdy, but not like my kind of nerdy. like… creepy nerd if that makes sense.

so we’re talking like every day right. we get to know more about each other and stuff. then one day i message him and i send him a mirror photo of me in my (modest) hip hop uniform, flexing. and the funny thing is i was literally talking about how we were abt to go and hype up Jesus at dance because i go to a christian dance school (shout out to them i love them sm) and he reposed with “ngl kind of sexy lol” and mind you we’re no where near being adults so my immediate reaction was like WHOA THERE BUDDY and he LAUGHS and says to take it as a compliment when im very clearly uncomfortable. but he insists so i just cut off the conversation.

also multiple times he has claimed that “i’m the best person he knows” and “im his only true friend and all his other friends are trash” and “im his only source of happiness” or something like that which is SUPER ODD like bro if im your only way of being happy you need to seek help and that’s coming from someone that goes to a few counselors. and yk i have a hard time setting boundaries sometimes so im trying to play it off with being nice and thankful but it persists and it’s getting on my nerves

then one day when we’re at school (we sit in the gym before we go to class) and i’m sitting in the gym and he texts me right. well basically he said that he saw me on his way in. and out of pure curiosity i ask if he looks for me every time he walks in and he says YES???? HELLO??? and this is when he says that i’m his only source of happiness because he says “i’m desperate for a cure for indefinite sadness” and i ask him what it has to do with me and he reminisces about how he likes me and stuff and im like dawg what he still likes me??

and then multiple times he’s tried to take me on dates and meet up with me. he tried to take me to see the freaking napoleon movie?? like dawg bsfr. first, the movies are a terrible place for dates, and second, out of all movies, why freaking napoleon dawg?? like dude have some awareness.

he also has complimented me many times out of the blue which is nice and harmless but again he’ll just rec take out of nowhere and be like “oh your so beautiful today” or something and i just say thanks. and he’s told me i have a beautiful voice and stuff which is really nice that actually made me smile but once again she screwed it up on himself.

he also flat out said he and his friends worship me. yup. heard that right. **worship me**

he also said “50 bucks to kiss razzle dazzle” when we were hanging out because i misspelled a word and it autocorrected to kiss. so yea he kind of indirectly exposed himself for having those kinds of thoughts about us.

he also has time and time again referred to whatever we have going on as a relationship and i’m like “dude what relationship??” and he clearly isn’t talking about a friendship here because he thinks it’s more than that. he’s also convinced that i love him back and guilt trips me into validating him. he’s asked me who i would date and when i said no one he said it hurt his feelings and stuff like that.

he also talks about himself a lot which is a red flag. he will just gloss over stuff i say to talk about whatever he’s doing and im like ok but i was talking…

also about that staring problem. one time he noticed that i wasn’t at school because he was looking for me like a creep. he stared at me at lunch because his table is next to mine so i hard to switch seats with my friend so i would see him. even when our tables werent so close he would stare at me from across the lunch room. he stared at me all the way down the hall and at recess and stuff. like genuinely he can’t take his eyes off and i don’t like it. at all.

now let’s get to the more recent stuff. so i have a friend who we will call peanut (nickname we use irl btw lol) and peanut is helping me with this entire thing. he’s basically like a wingman or a messenger. he gets information back and fourth to us. is being me and stalker. so we had a plan that peanut was going to tell stalker that i didn’t like him back. well this made stalker super mad so i said that peanut told me he was mad and he lied and said he wasn’t (gaslighting starts) and he claimed that peanut was just jealous of him, which peanut isn’t. far from it actually.

then today i heard from peanut that stalked threatened to fight him over me. and i will admit, i have a bit of a violent nature, but its going to far. like trying to get physical with someone over me is just way too much. so peanut got worried and stuff and told the principal and wrote a report saying that he threatened him and was swearing and stuff. peanut told me this and i was furious obvious so i confronted stalker and again this kid starts gaslighting me saying that peanut is manipulating me and i need to listen to him (stalker) and i’ve got it all wrong and that peanut is trying to get me on his side and stuff. just straight up manipulating me. and im standing my ground and im like dawg no so he goes to razzle and tries to get her to talk sense into me. obviously she is on my side and we fake the entire conversation and stalker says in response to the screenshots razzle dazzle sent “we need to wait for her to come to her senses.” LIKE DAWG WHAT?? HOW ABOUT YOU GET A GRIP ON SOCIAL AWARENESS AND NOT MANIPULATE SOMEONE WHO DOESNT LIKE YOU INTO DATING THEM AND TURNING ON SOMEONE WITH EVIDENCE??? is that not textbook manipulation??

so yea there’s probably stuff i forgot but if yall want i will leak screenshots i have.

@that-fruity-emo @mccall-me-maurice @rrcenic @lord-of-the-bundle-of-sticks

guys my stalker is actually insane. he’s turning into a yandere. now who wants a story time/screenshots 😁

[itrixxxxxx]

dawg aint no way my repost of my own blog is what got me to 10 reblogs bsfr

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